Why won't you cater to my needs >:|

Jun 07, 2011 15:29

In my continuing efforts to obsess about school during summer vacation, I noticed that a few history courses have put their times up already, including the one - Greater France - I wanted to fill.

It's the same time as Eastern European Folklore. Screams.

The same conflict also exists between Avant-Garde Russian Culture and European Modernisms, but that is forcing me to choose between Tim Harte and Someone Who Is Not Tim Harte. Screams again.

So now I'm faced again with the recurring choice of my college career: The Professor or the Topic.

I love the Folklore and Avant-Garde professors to death. They were my favorite parts of last semester. They love me too. But they are not history professors, and I need to take history classes, and I need to have a relationship with someone in my field who I can talk to about the future.

The curse of the small course catalog.

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like splinters under fingernails, lyceum

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